Cameron Dallas Dirty Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Harder. Like you mean it.” “Like this?” I pumped him faster, loving the way his hips jerked. “You’re leaking all over my hand. Pathetic.” He growled and shoved my skirt up, yanking my panties aside. Two thick fingers slid through my wetness, teasing my entrance. “Pathetic? You’re dripping down my fingers, Elena. So fucking wet for your enemy.” I moaned loudly as he pushed both fingers inside me, curling them deep. Pleasure shot through me so sharp I nearly dropped to the floor. “Oh god… Damien…”

I could still hear her laughing as I escaped. Crazy woman. The second I shut my door, I dropped dramatically on my bed and groaned into my pillow. This was a disaster. A complete disaster. My phone buzzed. I rolled over and grabbed it from my nightstand. It was a text from Selene. SELENE — Ashford Dirty Pot just posted a picture of you and Mr. Sexy Psychopath kissing. I zoomed in on the picture. It was clear we were eating each other's faces. But at the same time… it felt real.

she repeats, trembling now. Another strike. Then another. I don’t pause between them this time, just enough rhythm to keep her off-balance, to keep her in that space where pleasure and pain blend into something addictive. Her moans grow louder, more ragged, and I don’t stop until her knees are shaking and her thighs are slick. “Now tell me,” I murmur. “What else are you? Come on, baby. Use that pretty little mouth.” “I’m your dirty baby girl,” she whispers, face flushed and lips trembling.

she moaned as he started rubbing her slit with his fingers. She gripped his shoulders when two fingers slid inside her. They locked eyes, both of them breathing heavily, their gazes clouded with lust. She had never felt such intensity before—such an electrifying chemistry that threatened to consume them whole. "If this is what you call dirty, then I’m willing to get dirty with you, Sir Noah," she whispered before rocking her hips against his hand.

She should have been ecstatic over the score, but hardly seemed to register it. I was stealthily checking her out every chance I got. Knee high boots, low cut skin-tight shorts, and a white, burgundy and gold halter top that showed something we might never have guessed at. The girl had bodacious ta-tas. Cleavage, even! Of course I could never let her know I even saw her as a woman. She'd tear my nuts off. "The Dallas game is still knotted at zero, as is Philadelphia," Bob told her, "but Dallas is driving." He waved at the smaller TV, where we could see Dallas was inside the Seattle 20.

She was still a little puffy and sensitive from last night, but so fucking wet that my fingers made obscene squelching noises as I pumped them deep. “Oh shit—Leo!” she gasped against my lips, her hips bucking wildly, riding my hand. Her juices ran down my wrist. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” I growled, curling my fingers to rub that spongy spot inside her while my thumb attacked her swollen clit. “My own stepsister getting finger-fucked in a closet because she can’t stay away from my cock.”

“How is Kayla?” Kemi’s eyes softened, “she is excellent.” She replied, then whipped out her phone, and like the proud Mama bear she is, she showed me a photo of Kayla fresh from this morning. She is too cute, I cooed. “I know, right.” And in the same breath, she said,” How is my brother-in-law? “

"It sounds simple, but not as easy to do for some one like you. To add more to the steps I just listed, try to be seductive. Don't just play straight with him, do the things that will turn him on." "You mean being Camila? Or should I be silly being Delilah?" I asked. "Are you feeling alright?" "What? You didn't specify the figure to play the dirty game." "Am I supposed to specify that? Aren't you the one who said Mr Kimber loves Camila? Why would you want to get him in bed being Delilah? Guess you wanna get yourself exposed before some one does that." "I know. I know. Just wanted to pull your legs." I laughed at her. "I actually did it."

When she finally calmed down, she looked at me with dark eyes, stood up and went behind me “Your turn, Cindy. Cum on his cock.” I rode him harder, bouncing faster. Amy reached down and rubbed my clit while I fucked her stepdad. “Cum for us, baby,” she whispered, kissing my ears. “Cum all over his cock.” The dirty words pushed me over the edge. I cried out as my orgasm hit me hard. My pussy clenched tight around him, waves of pleasure crashing through me. Mr. Reynolds groaned loudly, his hips thrusting up desperately.